The Concern Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
The Concern
O god, spare us
From wicked eyes
Mistrust
And lust
Lord, grant us protection
From the misdeeds and action
We want some safeguard
You offer us guard
You made us is king of flowers
With so beautiful love color
Any passers by looks at us
We are afraid that he might pick us
Lord smiled at their concern
The thorn will be good guard in turn
Lord thought for a while
Blessed them with protection meanwhile
Since then roses have thorns
They adore crown
Their beauty is joy for ever
We always praise and take care
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4/17/2024 9:55:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
beauty is joy for ever, eternal words sir, .